After dropping off the two women at the Willow Villa, Chen Yang turned his car around and headed to pick up Su Qing from work.
As Su Qing was leaving the mobile phone store, Chen Yang pulled up, waved at her, and called out with a grin, "Qing-jie."
Su Qing was momentarily caught off guard before exclaiming in surprise, "You're here again?"
"To pick you up from work," Chen Yang stated matter-of-factly.
Su Qing hesitated slightly, saying, "But this is your boss's car. Wouldn't it look bad if you keep coming to get me?"
Chen Yang brushed it off casually. "It's no big deal. My boss values me highly, so don't worry about it, Qing-jie."
Seeing Chen Yang's nonchalant attitude, Su Qing didn't argue further and obediently got into the car.
Chen Yang started the engine while Su Qing, looking a bit tired, closed her eyes.
With the window rolled down, the golden rays of the setting sun illuminated Su Qing's face, making her look mesmerizingly beautiful.
The evening breeze tousled her hair, adding an alluring and enchanting touch.
Inhaling her fragrance, Chen Yang felt waves of intoxication.
Afterward, the two found a small restaurant for dinner. When Su Qing attempted to pay, the owner informed her that Chen Yang had already settled the bill.
Feeling a bit embarrassed, Su Qing said, "You really shouldn't have gone through all this trouble."
Chen Yang smiled slightly and replied, "Qing-jie, if you keep being so formal with me, I'll be heartbroken."
Looking into his sincere eyes, Su Qing didn't say anything further.
Upon returning home, Su Qing got out of the car. Although Chen Yang was reluctant to leave, since Su Qing didn't invite him in, he didn't feel comfortable barging into her rented room.
This guy could be thick-skinned at times, but he could also be quite reserved.
Su Qing waved goodbye to Chen Yang, saying they'd see each other tomorrow before entering her rental apartment.
Left with no choice, Chen Yang headed home.
As night fell, Chen Yang didn't have any nightlife activities. He sat cross-legged on his bed, his breathing in sync with the movements of the sun and moon, as a powerful stream of energy circulated within his body.
This energy coursed through his entire being, cleansing his bones and blood!
True masters practiced until their bone marrow was as crystalline as frost and their blood was as viscous as mercury.
Chen Yang was practicing the Great Sun and Moon Technique!
This wasn't some esoteric martial arts skill but rather a method of purifying the bone marrow.
By controlling one's breath, practitioners would feel energized in the morning as the sun rose, calm in the evening as the sun set, and serene at night.
Aligning one's mind with the movements of the sun and moon allowed the absorption of their essences.
This was a profound practice of cultivating life force.
Human existence hinged on a single breath. As long as one breathed, one lived; when the breath ceased, one died.
Martial artists cultivated this single breath, and the stronger the breath, the more formidable the martial artist.
After completing a full cycle of the practice, Chen Yang opened his eyes, feeling exceptionally refreshed and invigorated.
It was around 9 PM, an hour before Su Qing's usual shower time. However, Chen Yang didn't have time to observe her bathing tonight, as he had an important task to attend to.
Slipping out into the night like a sly cat, Chen Yang moved swiftly without a vehicle, his speed rivaling that of a car.
Du Yi, the One-Eye, was in a foul mood that evening. Not only had he failed to teach Chen Yang a lesson, but he also had to compensate him two million yuan.
Two million yuan was no small sum – it could provide a comfortable life for an ordinary person.
Just thinking about it made Du Yi's heart ache.
At that moment, Du Yi was in his own spacious three-bedroom apartment. He had summoned a few young models and opened several bottles of red wine.
Tonight, Du Yi needed to vent and indulge in an unrestrained celebration.
As a prominent figure in Binhai City, many people had to show him respect. Inviting a few insignificant models wasn't an issue.
In the living room, bright white lights illuminated the space.
Three models were fawning over Du Yi, showering him with attention.
They all knew about Du Yi's extensive connections, and if they could please him, he could help promote their careers and pave the way for them.
Du Yi's hands weren't idle either, roaming over the models' bodies.
This guy was truly enjoying the pleasures of the flesh.
Just as Du Yi was about to forget his troubles, a sigh suddenly came from outside the door.
With music blasting inside, the three models didn't hear anything, but Du Yi heard the sigh clearly.
Du Yi let out a cold sweat, shouting, "Who's there?"
The three models found the situation bewildering.
The door unexpectedly opened, revealing Chen Yang standing at the entrance. Chen Yang surveyed the scene with a wry smile on his face. In truth, he couldn't help but envy Du Yi's indulgent lifestyle.
Damn, if only I could be a bit more shameless, I could also find beautiful women to play with!
Unfortunately, Chen Yang could never bring himself to such depravity.
Upon seeing Chen Yang, Du Yi's face turned pale.
Chen Yang smiled slightly and said, "I think we can have a talk now, can't we?"
Feeling wary, Du Yi barked at the three models, "Get out!"
Sensing the tense atmosphere, the models didn't dare linger. Without Du Yi's prompting, they quickly grabbed their coats and hastily left.
After the models departed, Chen Yang approached Du Yi and took a seat on a single sofa.
"What do you want?" Du Yi asked coldly.
Chen Yang casually grabbed a tall wine glass, poured himself some red wine, and took a leisurely sip before responding, "Du Yi, you should be thankful you're dealing with me as I am now. If it were me from six months ago, you'd already be dead. Believe me, I have that capability."
Du Yi broke out in a cold sweat, feeling the overwhelming pressure emanating from Chen Yang. He knew Chen Yang wasn't bluffing.
Chen Yang continued, "I've given you enough face and didn't want to cause any trouble. Today, I'm giving you a final warning. Don't attempt anything behind my back again. Money is good, but you need to be alive to spend it. Forget about Yadi Company. I've said my piece. If you don't heed my advice, next time, I'll take your life!"
The last sentence carried a chilling tone.
Du Yi couldn't help but shudder.
However, Chen Yang didn't say anything further. He stood up and left directly.
Du Yi sat in stunned silence, unable to utter a word. His gaze suddenly fell on the wine glass Chen Yang had drunk from.
What he saw made his face drain of color.
The bottom of the glass had been embedded into the rosewood tea table beside it.
To silently drive the dull and fragile glass bottom into the wood with such force was terrifying.
As Chen Yang walked down the bustling street illuminated by bright lights, he sighed softly. He constantly reminded himself that he was in China, not abroad.
He had to exercise restraint in his actions.
Back when he was overseas, strength was supreme. Anyone who provoked him would be killed outright, without the need for such hassles.
But in China, such actions were unacceptable, so Chen Yang adopted a deterrence strategy this time.
Despite his carefree demeanor, Chen Yang was quite calculating. With a shift in perspective, countless strategies would come to mind.
For instance, tricking Bald Head into smashing the wrong car, or making Mu Jing return the car, and so on...